Short Spicy Romance Books Novels & Stories

She began to lower herself onto him, taking him inside, inch by breathtaking inch. Ellie sank down onto him, her tight heat engulfing him as she took him in slowly, savoring the sensation of him filling her so completely. Spencer's breath hitched at the incredible sensation, watching as their bodies joined completely. His hands roamed her soft curves, caressing her full breasts and teasing her sensitive nipples. She gasped and moaned, rocking her hips tentatively.

We fucked like that for a long time— passionate, possessive, romantic. The rivalry with Sophia and Brady was only making us need each other more.

She sent Charles many messages during the day and demanded quick sex whenever they had a chance. Their forbidden love was getting more dangerous… and much hotter. L

We both chuckled. He pulled me closer, gripping my hair as he planted a lingering kiss on my lips. With passion and fervour, I tore his shirt like a wildcat, engaging in a passionate and deep kiss. My hands roamed freely over his bare chest while he slid his hands beneath my top. A shiver ran through me as his chilly hands contact with my burning skin, fuelling my desire. He unhooked my bra, his hands exploring my bare back, driving me to the brink of madness with his touch. Oh God, it felt incredible.

They had common likes and dislikes and it seemed to open them up to each other like kindred spirits. This was their first real meeting. They kissed deep and long. Her hair fell forward as he leaned back. The strands brushed against them as she kissed his chest. She released him from her shaved, wet pussy and lowered her head to his tightening stomach. Her long, auburn hair almost covered his chest and her tongue became a pen, drawing along every muscle indentation on his flexing abdomen. She deliberately licked along the sides of his manhood, watching it grow. Her mouth took in the tip and she sucked it, tasting his cum. Her own wetness was still glistening on it and the taste of her pussy l

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

Richard stepped close—so close I could feel the heat radiating off him. “You’re not a girl, Amelia,” he murmured, brushing a lock of hair from my face. “But you’re not ready to play with fire.” “Then teach me,” I whispered. The look in his eyes changed. Darkened. His hand moved to the back of my neck, and he kissed me—slow, controlled, until I gasped against his mouth and melted into him. There was nothing gentle after that. He spun me, pressing my chest against the bookshelf as his body caged mine. His mouth dragged along the curve of my neck. His hand slipped under the silk, cupping my breast, squeezing hard enough to make me cry out.

A former lodger in the room? I picked up the book, happy that I had found something to do, and lay on the bed, flipping through it. It seemed like a normal college romance, but I quickly found out that it wasn't so. If anything, it was extremely spicy, and I glanced at the cover again, innocent, but its contents were not. I continued reading through, intrigued by the way the characters were portrayed and the more spicy scenes I read, the more strange I felt. Was I getting... Wet?

She patted on the seat beside her, and like a fucking teenager, I changed my seat. One of her hands rested on my thigh, sending the sensation of that touch all around my body, as she raised herself and touched her lips to mine. The kiss was gentle and heartbreaking and smooth. Her lips were perfect against mine. Mine. She parted her lips, and I claimed her with my tongue like last night, possessiveness bridling in me like I wildfire spreading in my chest. The taste of coffee mixed with something sweet, cherry most probably, fuelled my need. Yes, I needed her, had needed her since the moment I had laid eyes on her.

"I did inspect him rather closely before our first time. He has a really lovely cock. You should see it sometime. Not too big or small, thicker than I'd expected, with a lovely spicy flavor that reminds me of--" "That's enough!" she growled, glaring at me before stomping toward the car, her keys jangling along with her. "Speaking of spicy flavors, are you getting hungry for lunch?" I asked. "How about Niro's, to celebrate you surviving your stupidity?" she suggested bitterly. "Perfect! I haven't had one of their Chicago dogs in a long time." As she drove, I watched her out of the corner of my eye. She was acting like everything was fine, but I could tell she was struggling with the uncertain